July 24th, 2009
my old vice
Posted by issaice in Uncategorized
we tend to stay on our comfort spot…
not minding days and enjoying sparks
little we know that we just cant stop…
and we’re stuck to one single dot
as time run by and sweat drops…
we become addicted to vice with price
it runs like hell within every vein…
that push us to cling on it stronger all throughout
our grip will definitely stay forever…
the prints of our fingers will be unfathomable
so though we open our hands and let go…
it’ll never take away the mark left untold
in times when we decide to just give up…
and forget when we were floating on clouds
look back on old marks and cracks…
then you’ll rekindle how it made you high once
